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So, I wrote this little Christmas free verse story in honor of all the lovely people here… *bows* I tag @hope @kate-flournoy @emma-flournoy @daeus @aratrea @the-real-kapeefer @dragon-snapper @ethryndal @rolena-hatfield @brandon-miller And can someone help me with other tags?
I had just found out
My flight was canceled.
My feelings were dismal,
Now was my doom.
I was going to fly
To a KeePer Christmas,
Then everything was ruined,
When the snow came.
I sat,
Alone,
In front of a tree,
No presents surrounding its base.
I put my hands on my face.
And I thought about crying,
Drowning my sorrow
In ice cream.
Then a knock came,
Then seventeen more,
And I ran to the door,
And opened it.
My jaw dropped
My eyes popped
A crowd of writers
Thronged my porch.
At the front stood two Flournoys,
Grinning.
“Merry Christmas!”
The world started spinning.
“Your flight… we heard…
We though we’d bring Christmas to you!”
They handed me a pocket-dragon,
And a silver flagon,
And went in search of cookies.
A gangly youth
With towering hair
Stuck out his hand,
“Hi! I’m a Kapeefer!
By the way,”
He whispered,
“That doesn’t rhyme with ether.”
He deposited a present
Beneath the tree,
And whistled away merrily.
I nodded dumbly,
Taking it in,
Slowly.
Then in walked the king,
Crown askew,
“Ice cream!” he bellowed,
Waving a spoon,
“And raspberries!
I’m languishing,
And desire nourishment soon!”
I pointed at the freezer,
Forgetting
I didn’t have raspberries.
He dashed off
After proffering
A shining box with a bow.
“Excuse me please,”
A shimmering elf
Presented herself,
“You have a shocking lack
Of glitter.”
And she glided past
To pose by the tree,
And place a package under the boughs.
A bent head,
Buried in a tome,
Came next.
“I’m Sierra Ret.”
A book,
No wrapping,
Was left with me,
And she disappeared
To finish her own story.
Then, a pixie-like figure came
“Mariposa” she cheerfully declared,
“I mean, that’s my name.
But you already knew.
I like dinosaurs.
Do you have gingerbread?”
“Yes.” I said.
She dropped an envelope in my hands,
And promptly raided the kitchen.
“Hope you don’t mind my frog.”
A voice drawled.
I turned to see who and from where.
A young man stood there,
A frog perched
On the tip of his wizard’s hat.
“No,” I replied.
“That’s good and that’s that.”
He extended a little box,
And took himself off,
To scan my bookshelves,
To psychoanalyze me
Through my reading choices.
A girl appeared,
With fiery hair.
“Hey there.”
She said,
Lifting her cap from her head.
“A present for you.”
She held out a bag.
“Read Brandon Miller’s stuff.
It’s good.
Where’s the food?”
And she whisked away.
More poured in;
Evil lords and editors,
People named Brandon and Gracie,
A spatter of artists,
And haters of coffee.
And the pile of presents
Added to every second,
Grew and grew.
Then I brought out my gifts,
And the wrapping paper flew.
With smiles and smirks,
And shrieks of laughter,
It was the very best Christmas
Ever.
ENFP - "One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane."
*is speechless*
This.
Is beautiful.
*giggling, cackling, guffawing, chortling, and all other manner of laughing*
I’ll be back with tags. *whisks self away*
Blog: https://weridasusual.home.blog/
@daughteroftheking Thank ye kindly Lady N C.
ENFP - "One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane."
@kate-flournoy *revives you* I need advice on what to feed my pocket-dragon
ENFP - "One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane."
@anne-of-lothlorien goldfish and seeds of the starberry. They grow on the remote ice-planet of Cryzoian and must be picked with silver tweezers.
Silver colored or actual silver… cause he might starve if it’s got to be real silver. I ain’t rich.
ENFP - "One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane."
@anne-of-lothlorien Oh my! 😆 This is absolutely the best Christmas poem I have ever read (although I may be a little biased 😉). You just made my day! And yes, I undoubtedly would raid your kitchen at the mention of gingerbread.
“A gangly youth with towering hair.” I think I just died. 😂
Oh, that’s good. Fear not Ingis, you shall have your starberries soon!
ENFP - "One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane."
@mariposa I about died writing it. Yes, the descriptions I did of everyone was holy inspiration. I loved coming up with them.
ENFP - "One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane."
“Read Brandon Miller’s stuff. It’s good. Where’s the food?”
I laughed so much. 😀 😀
@sierra-r Why haven’t you read this yet?*jumps in an X-Wing and blows something up*
@alia @dekreel @ingridrd @Shannon @Emily @aislinn-mollisong @catwing @epicaddie2 @winter-rose @princessfoo
OH NO I RAN OUT OF TAGS. Whatever shall I do?
Blog: https://weridasusual.home.blog/
@anne-of-lothlorien For some reason, I couldn’t stop laughing when I read “a crowd of writers thronged my porch”. It seemed like there should be fairies on the porch or something, but instead they were writers and it was the most ludicrous thing ever.
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@anne-of-lothlorien 😀 😀 LOL This sums up the best Christmas ever! I LOVE IT!!! It makes my heart feel warm! <3
*hands you more presents (that have claw marks on the wrapping… sorry!)*
You can pronounce it however you want.
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